If Jake went into enough description, she could tell him where he was in his dreams. She believed that people actually traveled in dreams, and Jake, r...ght now, was her favorite subject. His dreams were incredibly vivid, and (even better), he usually remembered them.“I don’t know.” Jake sighed. “A village. There were sheep, a mountain and a river. "She was there," he continued. "Her name was Nikka, this time. She was a sheepherder. She was having trouble with an ex-soldier name Hymi. He tried to. I tumble out, which is a major mistake,because the tent blasts off without me and I’m leftnaked to face the furious driving sand. I’m blown back by it and sputter and cough, choking onsand. I turn my back to the storm, crawling along theground in search of shelter. I climb to my feet andstagger along, my feet sinking deep in the soft sand asthe wind whips it against my back. I tumble down ahill, which provides some shelter, then, crawlingweakly, I find a small rock and push my head. She went to unbutton his pants but he put his hands on hers to stop her.“Jess-Ma’am, I don’t think it would be right,” he said. His tone was not upset, but sad.“I’d like to do this for you, Phil,” Jess said calmly. She didn’t fight him but didn’t pull her hands away either.“Ma’am, it feels wrong for you to, to ... put your mouth...” Phil trailed off, unable to finish.“Alright, I’ll tell you what. No mouth. But I can see that you must be very uncomfortable down there. So just let me help you. ..that is what you do in a bedroom knucklehead."Garrett smiled awkwardly. "No...umm, I don't mind. Whatever I can do to help, Mom." I know you're father's not gonna like the idea, but he has to deal with the realities of his injury. It's just the way it has to be for now."Garrett nodded, still flabbergasted by her request. "I agree." Thank you sweetie. Are you sure you're okay with being roommates with Mom?" Kristen asked with a smile."Yeah, of course."Kristen placed her hands on her knees,.